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lunedì 13 febbraio 2012

An Art labour - Un parto ad arte

(ITALIANO in fondo)

January 2012: I'm in Wales to follow the rehearsals of THE ECHO CHAMBER, a new performance by the Llanarth Group. It premieres in Cardiff, at Chapter Arts Centre, on Friday 27th.

The Echo Chamber
27-28 January; 2-4 February 2012
Chapter Arts Centre, Cardiff





I can't quite explain how honored I feel for having been able to assist to the whole creative process of this piece and how much I have been learning from this experience.

I can't even quite explain to those who are not working in the field of performing arts, how hard it is to create a devised piece in  very little time; and especially one of such complexity and richness like The Echo Chamber, which has been created in four weeks distributed over a 9 months time.

Intensive work is an understatement.

What is almost incomprehensible to those who don't work in performing art is how much work is needed to make a show. I don't mean it is the hardest job in the world, it'd be unfair. But for certain it is among the less economically rewarded and the most mentally, physically, emotionally demanding, just like any other creative work of art.

The Echo Chamber is a complex dramatical architecture about elemental matters of human existence, 'a poetic/spacial meditation on time, science, and our place in the universe'.
The poetry of the texts by playwright/dramaturg Kaite O'Reilly is embodied by performers Phillip Zarrilli and Ian Morgan, under the direction of Peader Kirk.

It is astonishing to see such experienced artists at work. The rapidity of decision making, the openness and generosity of the performers' tries-on-request, the complexity of writing and abdicating from good but nonessential lines, the always-ahead foresight and stimulus for conducting, all united for the sake of the work.
I'm speechless while I admire and watch such a struggle to the final goal, that is to share some deep and artistic reflexion stimulated by the perception of infinity while being limited to a lone life.

Just like knowing what's right and what's wrong, art isn't easy.
Yet when it comes to be and reaches the proper tempo both in time and space, it flows fluid to the audience with easiness.

People that are not working in the area often think that the performance with the public is the big job. But no, it isn't.
What costs the most it's the process. And it starts far before meeting up in some rehearsal space, with a long search for material that support the content, the investigation on the possibilities and the construction of the piece, which has a life as complex as the one of a living organism.

It is frustrating, it is tiring, there are no Sundays or spare time, for energy and mind are constantly engaged and focused on it. Even when you have some time off to spend with family and friends, there is still a part of your brain that cannot be switched off.

I don't have kids but I guess it is a little bit like giving birth to a child. Your expectation are growing and growing while you're carrying it in your womb, in your innards; you suffer through the labour of rehearsals to make it emerge; and in the end, there it is, with its own life, its beating heart.

Think of the satisfaction it can be when you've got it there, outside you, and you recall what a great journey it was to get till there. You watch your creature in wonder, just like you watch a starry sky. Wonder in front of a whole universe that is there, with you but despite you, too.

 It is always a kind of unutterable magic.

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ITALIANO


Gennaio 2012: Eccomi ancora in Galles a seguire le prove di THE ECHO CHAMBER del Llanarth Group.

The Echo Chamber
27-28 January; 2-4 February 2012
Chapter Arts Centre, Cardiff





E' difficile spiegare quanto mi sento onorata di poter assistere e di aver assistito all'intero processo di creazione di questo lavoro teatrale e di quanto sto imparando da quest'esperienza.

E' anche difficile spiegare a chi non lavora nell'ambito quanto sia dura creare uno spettacolo teatrale in pochissimo tempo; e soprattutto quando si tratta di un lavoro di tale complessità e ricchezza, quale è The Echo Chamber, che è stato creato in sole quattro settimane distribuite nell'arco di 9 mesi.

Definirlo un "lavoro intensivo" é un eufemismo.

Ciò che è maggiormente incomprensibile per coloro che non lavorano nell'ambito delle arti performative (quindi teatro incluso) è la quantità di lavoro che ci vuole per fare un'opera teatrale.
Non dico che sia il lavoro più duro al mondo, perchè sarebbe ingiusto. Ma di certo è tra i peggio remunerati ed i più impegnativi dal punto di vista mentale, fisico ed emotivo allo stesso tempo. Come ogni altro ambito di creazione artistica, d'altra parte.

The Echo Chamber (la stanza dell'eco) é una complessa architettura drammatica sulla materia fondamentale dell'esistenza umana, "una meditazione poetica e spaziale su Tempo, scienza, e il nostro posto nell'universo'.
La poesia del testo ad opera della drammaturga Kaite O'Reilly é incarnata dalle voci e dai movimenti dagli attori Phillip Zarrilli e Ian Mogan, sotto la direzione del regista Peader Kirk.

E' straordinario vedere questi artisti esperti al lavoro. La rapidità con cui si prendono le decisioni, la generosità e la disponibilità degli attori alle richieste drammaturgiche, la complessità della scrittura e l'abdicare dalle battute ben riuscite ma di troppo, la preveggenza necessaria e gli stimoli  dello sguardo registico, il tutto per il bene dell'opera finale.
Sono a bocca aperta mentre ammiro questa fatica per raggiungere l'obiettivo finale: la condivisione di una profonda riflessione artistica scaturita dall'esperienza della percezione dell'infinità che ogni essere umano fa a partire dal limite della sua propria unica vita.

L'arte non è cosa facile, così come non lo è sapere cosa è giusto e cosa è sbagliato.
Eppure, quando arriva a realizzarsi e riesce ad avere il giusto ritmo in tempo e spazio, fluisce leggera e senza pesantezza fino allo spettatore (nonostante i temi trattati non siano necessariamente leggeri).

Chi non lavora nell'ambito pensa che il momento in cui si va in scena sia il grosso del lavoro. Ma non é così. Quello che costa di più è il processo. Comincia molto prima delle prove, con una lunga ricerca del materiale che alimenta il contenuto; e poi l'investigazione sulle possibilità di rappresentazione e costruzione del lavoro, che ha una vita complessa come quella di un organismo vivente.

E' frustrante, è stancante. Non ci sono domeniche o tempo libero, perchè l'energia e la mente sono costantemente impegnate nel processo creativo. Anche se sei in relax con la famiglia o gli amici, c'è sempre una parte del tuo cervello che non si spegne mai.

Non ho figli ma credo che il processo creativo sia un po' come dare alla luce un bambino: l'attesa che cresce mentre lo porti in grembo, nelle viscere; la sofferenza delle prove come doglie necessarie per farlo venire alla luce; e alla fine eccolo lì, con una vita propria, un proprio battito.

Pensa che soddisfazione deve essere quando ce l'hai lì davanti e ti viene in mente il grande viaggio che c'è voluto per arrivare fino a lì. Non puoi che guardare la tua creatura con stupore, come si guarda un cielo stellato. Stupore di fronte ad un universo che è lì, con te ma anche senza di te.

E' sempre una specie di ineffabile magia.

lunedì 15 agosto 2011

Pleasure, wit, confusion and other reactions

As a spectator I look forward to be impressed, caught, delighted and amused. These reactions altogether are quite of a big goal. But causing at least one of them is already a good score.

So, as a spectator of performances at a festival named Fringe (experimental theatre, performance d'avantgarde), I expect to set some points and thus be impressed, caught, delighted and amused.
To be frank, it is a truth universally acknowledged that the Fringe is no longer fringe but rather commercial, but anyway I prepared myself even for disappointment.

Some big productions, like Told by an Idiot&National Theatre of Wales and Steven Berkoff's Oedipus, were of a high level, no big surprise, yes a great job. I think both could be our contemporary more "traditional" theatre, in different ways, both in a positive sense: the former made an interesting use of puppeteering and transposition; the latter had an mind-blowing use of the chorus -that revealed an undoubtful Lecoq's origin - although a little flaw in the graphic design of the backcloth, a remix between a Renaissance geometric perspective and ugly quotes of Dalì's landscapes (this I didn't really get).

A delightful surprise was "Snails&Ketchup", a poetic aerial dance piece, a touching story told by the body and mimics of fabulous Ramesh Meyyappan.

Ramesh Meyyappan in "Snails & Ketchup"
Analogue's "2401 Objects" is absolutely worth seeing, not only because of good performance and witty representation of characters and time, but also for the clever use of setting and multimedia. It isn't for nothing they just won a Fringe First Award. The only flaw (that might be me having missed the info) is why 2401 objects and not 2402, 137, 5, 446003 or any other number at random?

The interactive installation "What Remains" was amusing 'till the point where naturalistic acting without a fourth wall dissolved the charming of theatre fiction and turned my mood from entertained into perplexed. The play takes you into a playful and creepy tour through the world of a crazy Maestro obsessed by perfection: a series of chambers in the Anathomy Department of Edinburgh's Medical School were an easy guessed set. Such a shame we had to applaud to the bowing performer in the end. Unlike when you exit the House of Horror in a funfair, the spell was broken and no scary feeling lingered.

I had great expectations about "Wondrous Flitting", for the surrealistic plot seemed to be ironically playing with sacred & profain. Potentially mouth-watery. But no: in my opinion direction and acting style misunderstood the play. If I were the playwright I'd be quite upset with the director. Then I found out playwright and director were the same person (!). Is it always the author of the play the one who gets it the rightest way?

"Emergence" by the female group Pachamamas is still getting to shape but I couldn't help getting emotional with the theme: what happens to our family relationships, in particular between a mother and a daughter, when we choose to step out into the world and we're away from home? Besides their type of physical theatre is quite familiar to me. They are sincere and humble when treating a personal issue to tell a story.

"Audience" by unpronounceble-for-me Belgium company Ontroend Goed deservers a post on its own for it raised too many questions and went beyond the like/not like issue. Some time soon I'll write about it.

Enjoy Edinburgh!

Here's the list of what I saw. 

The Dark Philosophers  - Told by an Idiot & National Theatre of Wales
Wondrous Flitting - by Mark Thomson
What Remains - Grid Iron
Emergence - The Pachamamas
2401 Objects - Analogue
Oedipus by Steven Berkoff
Snails & Ketchup - Ramesh Meyyappan
Audience - Ontroend Goed

sabato 13 agosto 2011

Edinburgh's Diaries - a declaration of intents

What is there to see at Edinburgh's Fringe Festival (5-29 August)?

LOADS.
(Italian translation: tanta roba! - Pt: bué!)

Without the precious suggestions of many friends I wouldn't have had a clue on what to choose.
The programmed offer is displayed in a colorful magazine that is bigger than my hometown phone book. (But the design is simply ugly).


There is also a blue and an orange version. No comment.

Booking tickets in advance, especially for big names or venues, is a good idea.

I wanted to have a look at the British production, especially in devised and physical theatre, but also seeing some worthy big company, some dance and whatever seemed interesting.
8 shows in 3 days + 2 visits to the National Gallery of Scotland.

Not bad, I'd say.


giovedì 11 agosto 2011

Edinburgh's Diaries

Edinburgh is the centre of the theatre world in August. (Or maybe is just the centre of British and English-speaking theatre scene.)
Performances are everywhere at every time. Free shows, street shows, big venues, emerging groups, dance, comedy, fringe, classics, musicals, whatever. Here is the place to be if you like live arts.

I have been walking around and didn't get to see much of the city. Have to came back. But with the right equipment. It is been raining since yesterday, 15 degrees more or less. My shoes got completely soaked and had to buy a new pair. Crappy food, fast food, processed food, pub food. Desperately need to have something healthy to eat.

Shakespeare is not dead and his offspring is in high activity.